“Hmm, what are you thinking about so intently?” She asked.
Luke kissed the inside palm of the hand of his fiancée, Sasha, as she eased onto his shoulder. The Princess Grace-inspired, emerald-cut, five carat diamond with baguettes on both sides that he gave her at Christmas was sparkling on her finger. He wrapped his arm around her naked body.
“Our future,” he growled into the side of her neck.
Sasha exhaled. That was exactly what she was thinking about. How her life had changed so much that she longed for this man to be a permanent part of her life. Somewhere in the last year, Luke Lassiter had seeped into her blood. The Sasha Coles of eighteen months ago was gone. Now she had to learn a new way of life.
“What are you thinking about?” Luke asked as he kissed her neck.
Sasha’s hand circled his erection. “Dark chocolate,” she moaned as she kissed it. Before covering him with her mouth, she slowly licked the top of his penis, squeezed at the base, then slid her closed hand upward. She repeated the action, taking him deeper into the recesses of her mouth.
Luke ran his fingers through her hair as he tried to control the exquisite actions of her mouth. It was so warm it felt as if his body was surrounded by heat. Her throat contracted as the tip of him touched the back. That was it. He had to take control. He pulled from her mouth as she sucked as if reluctant to release him.
He lifted her by the waist, fell backwards on the bed, then placed her body above him. He growled as she spread her legs and covered him, coating him with hot juices.
Finding a man who was long, thick and knew how to work a body was rare. Falling in love with such a man and discovering that he loved her too was a gift from God. Sasha wasn’t necessarily a religious woman, but she was thankful for every stroke Luke delivered. This glorious, sweet dick was hers for the rest of her life. She had no idea what she’d done to deserve him. All she knew was she would fight, even kill to keep him.
Sasha flipped over, wrapping her legs around his waist to keep him inside of her. Grabbing his powerful arms, she lifted her body, meeting his downstroke. Intense power filled her every time his body slammed into hers, and she loved it. Hell, she loved him.
Her heat surrounded Luke like a warm blanket as they merged, answering the call from each other’s bodies. He lowered his head into her hair. The scent began to soothe his senses, awakening something deeper, more sensuous, and beautiful. They began with an attraction to each other’s bodies that turned into something much more. A love deeper than he understood before she fell into his life. He wanted to brand ever corner of her as his forever and for always.
His body savored her touch, her scent, her sounds, and her taste as his lips captured hers. Their movements became a dance of desire as his hands took hers. Their fingers entwined, connecting now in a slow grinding motion.
He whispered against her lips, “I love you, Sasha Coles. With every beat of my heart.”
She moaned as his slow grinds were doing it again. Touching her emotions. Making it impossible for her to think. Filling her heart with the warm knowledge that this man’s heart belonged to her, and her heart in turn belonged to him. Nothing would ever separate them.
“I love you, Luke Lassiter, with my heart, my body, the very soul of me.”
The kisses that followed those words led to the sweetest release as their breaths hitched, their bodies jerked, and that blinding bliss filled their souls.
They lay in bed, holding each other. Their legs entwined, their hands roaming, and their hearts singing together. Luke gently rubbed Sasha’s back as her hands ran over his massive chest. Neither cared about the outside world that awaited them.
Sasha’s cellphone buzzed. She reached over to the nightstand for it. Luke covered her hand with his.
“Tomorrow is soon enough.” He moved her to straddle him. “Tonight, is just for us.”
She kissed his nipple, then ran her tongue down his chest. “The Luke-A-Thon continues.”